All In: Playing the Fool (Gambling With Love) (7 page)

"I can drive, if you want. I haven't had anything to drink," she assured me. I handed my keys over to her.

"This is it," I told her when we got to my good old reliable, black Ford truck.

"This is much better than the Porsche," she replied, making me laugh. "I'm serious. That damn car was so small, there was no room to fuck in it. But a bench seat? Well, there's plenty of room for all sorts of naughty things."

"Fuck, yes," I agreed when I opened the driver side for her. As soon as I sat down on the passenger side Lacy climbed on my lap, straddling me as we kissed, urgently and desperately. Her hands went to work on undoing my pants while I pulled her dress over her head. My fingers slipped under her thong and dipped into her pussy, making sure she was good and ready. I guess she was, because as soon as my cock was free, she was lowering herself down. Wait, something was missing.
Shit
.

"Hold on, let me get a condom," I told her, then groaned as her pussy clenched my cock while she slid up and down it.

"Oh
God
… on birth control and just tested at school," she said. That was good enough for me.

I grabbed her hips and guided her movements, before reaching for handfuls of her incredible tits. "Fuck me harder, Lacy," I urged, and God bless her, the gorgeous woman rode me so fucking good.

"Oh! Ohhh God!
Ohhh yes
!
Yes
!
Yes
!" she screamed out her release, her hands squeezing my shoulders, her tight, wet pussy slamming down and stroking my cock until I came inside of her. It was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. Life altering amazing.

"
Oh fuck
," I groaned as I pressed her body down while the last shudders of ecstasy rolled through my body.

Lacy laid her head on my shoulder, reminding me of being with her in the hot tub when she fell asleep on me. I wasn't sure what I'd ever done to deserve this woman in my arms, and didn't know how long it'd last, but I was damn well going to enjoy every second I had with her.

…

Lacy

I hadn't even come down from my incredible pleasure high when the knock on the truck window made me scream.

"Oh shit," Will muttered.

Whoever it was had a flashlight, shining it in on us. Then it hit me.
Police
.

I was paralyzed as Will found and pulled my dress back over my head, and then moved me off of him. He zipped his pants before opening the passenger door.

"You're both under arrest," the deep masculine voice said. I covered my face as the embarrassment washed over me.

"Okay, can I go get my attorney? He's sitting in that club at the bar," Will said, pointing to the building we'd just left.

Joe!
Oh thank God
.

"No. You're not going anywhere," the voice said.

I heard Will sigh heavily. "Fine, I'll just call him."

I prayed Joe answered, and could've cried when he did.

"Hey Joe, could you come out to the parking lot on the corner of Greene Street and Elm? Lacy and I are getting arrested. No shit. Okay, thanks," Will said into the phone. "He's on the way."

The officer groaned but stepped away from the truck to wait. "Are you okay?" Will turned and asked me.

"No, Will. I'm not okay," I said rubbing a hand over my face. My father was going to find out! I couldn't have a record in the journalism world, no matter how minor an offense. Oh God!

I looked up and under the street lights I saw Joe come striding down the sidewalk to the parking lot. His usual laid back demeanor had been replaced with Defense Attorney Joe's no nonsense swagger.

"What's going on?" he asked the cop.

"I could hear the woman's screams halfway across the parking lot," he started, and I covered my face with both my hands.

"So, you couldn't wait to get a peek, right?" Joe asked the cop.

"What? I didn't know if she was in distress, or what was going on, until I approached the vehicle."

"Righhht. Will, what was Ms. Pierce screaming?"

Will cleared his throat as he thought it over. "I believe there were some 'Oh Gods' but the, ah, loudest was probably the 'Yeses."

Joe made a noise like he was suppressing a laugh and coughed to cover it up. "So, Officer, you heard a woman screaming "
Yes
" and thought she was in distress?"

"Like I said, I didn't know what was going on so I approached the vehicle and that's when I saw the woman … fornicating on top of the man."

"How do you know they were fornicating?" Joe asked.

"She was ... topless and bouncing up and down. I don’t see a damn hobby horse on his lap, so what else do you suppose they were doing?" 

I wanted a hole to open up in the truck and swallow me down into it.

"How long did you watch before you alerted them to your presence?" Joe asked.

"What? I wasn't … I'd just …" the cop sputtered.

"We'd just finished when he knocked on the window," Will interjected.

"Right. I can't wait to tell my boss, Mr. Pierce that you got an eyeful of his daughter."

"Mr. Pierce? As in Pierce, James & Moore?"

"Yeah. The firm I work for," Joe said.

My dad was a civil attorney, and everyone knew he'd sued the police department several times during his career.

"Why don't you let Mr. Reavis and Ms. Pierce go on their way if they promise not to…fornicate in public anymore?"

"They're not getting special treatment just because she happens to be an attorney's daughter."

Fuck
. My dad was going to kill me.

"Then just charge me, but not her," Will offered sweetly.

"She was the one flashing her breasts and screaming. If one of the two of you should be charged it's her."

"It was my fault. I take full responsibility," Will told him. Joe made a disapproving sound.

"I'll write you both up on misdemeanor indecent exposure citations. I'm sure your attorney can convince the prosecutor to go easy on you," the officer said, asking for our driver's licenses before he walked away.

"Jesus," Joe muttered, running his hand through his hair. "You two just couldn't wait until you got home to get your freak on, could you?"

"How bad is this, Joe?" Will asked.

"An indecent exposure citation is nothing for first offenders. A few hours of community service and I'm sure the prosecutor will dismiss it. Then we can petition for an expunction to remove it from both of your records. It'll be like it never happened. But it also means you can't ever get any future charges, since you only get one expunction in your lifetime."

That made me feel a little better about things. "How long does all that take?" I asked him.

"Ah, probably no less than five or six months, and that's if you do the community service right away. I'd say you need about twenty-five hours at a non-profit organization."

"Five or six months! I'm trying to find a job!" I exclaimed.

"Hey, it's not my fault you were fucking in public," Joe said defensively. He was right, of course.

"I'm sorry, Lacy," Will said.

"The first rule of sex in public is bite down on something to drown out the sounds. The second is not doing it in a crowded parking lot. Kids," Joe muttered, shaking his head. "But hey, it could be worse."

"What could be worse?" Will asked.

"Getting charged with a crime against nature."

"What's that?"

"Oral sex in public. I'd say that's a tad more embarrassing. I'm sorry officer, I tripped and my mouth fell on his dick doesn't usually work as an explanation. Neither does the whole, I was bent over looking for my car keys between her legs."

"Thanks Joe, for helping us look on the bright side," Will said sarcastically. "I wonder if Tyler knows this jackass cop and could talk him out of this."

A minute later the officer came back with our citations. At least he wasn’t taking us downtown to get arrested.

In the darkness I looked down at the stupid pink sheet of paper in my hands as Joe drove me and Will home in his SUV.

"I'm sorry, Lacy," Will said again into the silence.

"Stop apologizing. It was my fault we got caught," I told him, rubbing my temple where a headache was starting. I knew I had to tell my dad ASAP. Joe warned us that all the shitty attorneys would get our addresses from the arrest report, and then our mailboxes would be flooded with letters from them offering to represent us.

"I know you don't need this right now, and I wish I could fix it," he said.  

"The next right and then you can let me out," I told Joe when we came up on my neighborhood.

"Do you want me to walk you up?" Will asked.

"No thanks, I'll be fine."

Joe's SUV came to a stop and I reached for the door handle. "Thanks for the ride," I said, then my cheeks burned thinking about earlier. Will and Joe both chuckled, and I couldn't help my smile either.

"Bye, Lacy," Will said.

"Bye, Will. Thanks, Joe," I told them before heading inside.  Luckily my dad was already asleep when I walked into the house. I went to bed, trying to figure out how I was going to tell him in the morning.

"
What the hell were you thinking
?" my father yelled, so loudly his assistant could probably hear through the closed office door. I couldn't help but flinch at his tone while I continued standing in front of his desk during his chastising.                                

"I … we didn't intend to get caught like that. The cop was an ass-"

"I have never been more embarrassed in my life!" he exclaimed, hurting me like never before. Anger flared in me, making me want to hurt him back.

"Me having sex in a parking lot is more embarrassing than you getting caught fucking your slutty client behind Mom's back?"

"You better watch it, Lacy."

"What I did is not that big of a deal! Joe said that with a few hours of community service it'll go away."

"Everyone in the office knows about it from the arrest report last night.
Everyone
in the legal field knows my daughter was screwing our IT guy in public."

"So?"

"So? So, you should be with Zack! I still can't believe you ended things with him," he said, rubbing a hand over the bald spot at the top of his head.

"I guess my dislike of cheaters came from mom's side of the family."

"What about Joe? He's a nice, single guy that'd be good for you," my dad said.

"Joe? Are you serious? You're trying to play matchmaker?"

"Lacy, you could have any man you wanted. Now that you’re out of school it’s time for you to stop wasting time screwing around." The "with someone like Will" was left unsaid, and his low opinion of the man pissed me off.

I had a news flash for my father. I'd date whoever the hell I wanted, and I wasn't planning on settling down anytime soon. Maybe ever, since all the relationships in my family turned out so well. If he didn't like it, that's too bad. It was his fault for ruining our family for a piece of ass. I would
not
end up like my mother, crying herself to sleep at night and staying in bed all day, every day, because of her depression.

"Any man I want as long as you approve of him? I'm a grown woman and I'll make my own damn decisions about who I date. Besides, I thought you liked Will."

"I did. Until he got you charged with a misdemeanor for screwing him in public and letting everyone find out about it."

"Oh my God," I said, covering my face. "It was my fault, not his."

"I don’t care. You're not going to see him anymore."

"What?" I asked in disbelief. "Since when do you think you can tell me who I can and can't see?"

"Since you became a criminal! If I find out you're still seeing him, I'll have his ass fired," my father shouted, slamming his fist down on his desk.                                                     

That was it, I stormed out of his office and slammed the door to mine. Who the hell did he think he was? I didn't know if I was going to see Will again or not, but I sure as shit wasn't going to let my father make the decision for me.

…

Will

"Hey boss, you wanted to see me?" I asked Bill when I sat down in his office. My supervisor looked unusually pissed.

"It's about what happened last night."

Oh shit
.

"Joe said it'll be dismissed and off my record in a few months," I assured him.

"I don't care about that. It's an insignificant, minor charge."

"So then what's the problem?"

"Jim Pierce called me this morning," he said with a sigh.

Oh fuck. Why had Lacy's dad called?

"He said he didn't want you doing anything else for his firm. And," he paused, rubbing his hands over his red face. "He said if he finds out you've had any contact with his daughter he's firing us."

My jaw dropped and it felt like I'd been punched in the stomach. I wasn't
allowed
to see Lacy again, that's what he was saying? I wasn't allowed to see his grown ass daughter? 

"Will, you know I think its total bullshit, but this is one of our biggest accounts and we can't afford to lose it."

"I've been doing all the work at their firm for over two years, and I'm done because I fucked the boss's daughter? I didn't know that when we met."

"It's ridiculous. I know you're the best tech we've got, and I hate to give in to the bastard, but I don't have a choice."

"Yeah, I get it," I told him, standing up to leave before I exploded.

"Will?" he said, stopping me with my hand on his office door. "If he fires us, then I'm sorry, but you're out."

I'd never had a temper, or even been truly angry in my life until that moment. I wanted to hit someone or break something. I headed straight out the front door, needing air before I added property damage or assault to my criminal record.

That woman was a fucking curse! Ever since I'd met her my life had been shit. Now I had a criminal record and could very well be facing unemployment. Not because of my job performance, but because an asshole thought I wasn't good enough for his daughter. Hell, he was right of course, which pissed me off even more. But despite all that, I'd never wanted anyone as much as I wanted Lacy.

I pulled out my phone and called my defense attorney.

"Hey, Will, what's up?" Joe answered.

"My criminal record might be getting a helluva lot longer."

"What? Why?"

"I'm real close to getting fired because of your fucking boss, and I want to break something."

"Pierce? No!"

"Yes! I'm no longer
allowed
to do the firms IT work, and if I have any contact with Lacy he's firing our company and I'm out the door. Fucking prick."

"Holy shit!"  

"I need some anger management ASAP."

"God, that's fucked up."

"Tell me about it."

"I do have some good news for you. I talked to um, Katie, and she agreed that after you turn in proof of twenty-five community service hours she'll dismiss your case."

"That's something at least."

"Yeah, and I bet Jules could give you some hours at Safe Haven, right?" he asked.

Dylan had built my sister a multi-million dollar shelter for runaways, which she managed. It was a great place that was already making a difference. "Yeah, I'll check with her and let you know when I've finished up."

"Damn, Will, I'm sorry about all this. Don't let Pierce get to you. And your boss is not going to actually fire you over that overprotective jackass."

He had no idea. The law firm's account basically paid my salary. If Bill lost it, they'd get rid of me to cut their losses. "Right. Thanks, Joe. I'll talk to you later," I told him, ending the call.

I dialed Dylan next.

"Will, I can't talk right now. I'm at work," he answered, clearly being sarcastic.

"Right. Do you think your boss will give you a lunch break today?" I asked.

"I don't know. He's a mean son of a bitch," he laughed. "Of course I can take lunch. I can do whatever the fuck I want. Why, what's up?" he asked.

"I'll tell you over a beer."

"A lunch beer? It must be bad."

"You have no idea."

"Alright. Ham's at noon?" he asked.

"Yeah, that'll work. See ya then."

I rode around just killing time, trying to calm my raging blood pressure while waiting for lunchtime to roll around. I didn't even make it to the restaurant before Joe called me back.

"Joe?" I answered.

"
That son of a bitch
!" he exclaimed in my ear, so loudly I had to pull the phone away.

"What's going on?"

"Now he's threatened
my
job!" Joe exclaimed.

"Pierce? What is wrong with that man?"

"He's fucking serious, Will. Leave Lacy the hell alone or we're all going to be unemployed! Jess too."

"Oh God."

"You have no idea. The woman is in tears. He blames me and her for you and Lacy getting together or some shit. We didn’t even know about you two until after the fact!"

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault," he said with a sigh.

"You want to vent at lunch over a beer? I'm on my way to meet Dylan at Ham's right now."

"I'll be there. Probably with a hysterical Jess," Joe replied.  

…

"So let me get this straight. You got arrested last night for fucking that knockdown gorgeous blonde in public?" Dylan asked.

"Not really arrested, we were just given citations for indecent exposure."

"Hell, you should've received an honorary medal, not a citation. But since she's some attorney's daughter you're now
forbidden
to see her?"

"Yeah. See or talk to her. No contact," I told him, as I chugged back my first beer, Daughtry's of course.

"And if you contact her, her dad will fire GCS, and in turn, GCS is going to fire you?" GCS was short for Gate City Computer Solutions. Yeah, it had another "C', but everyone skipped it.

"Yep."

"That would be awesome!" Dylan exclaimed.

"Excuse me? How the fuck is me getting fired awesome?"

"You can start your own company."

I gave him an exasperated sigh, knowing where this conversation was going. "No."

"Why not?"

"You know why not, and I don't want your fucking money."

"It'd be a business loan. You could make me a partner."

"No."

"We'll pull our contract with GCS and give it to you if you leave."

"No."

"Okay, then come be Daughtry's in-house IT administrator and manage all the breweries."

"No."

"Why the hell not? You could easily handle all of our shit, and as much as we pay GCS we could hire our own damn IT department that you would manage."

"No."

Luckily, Joe and Jess appeared to derail the conversation. The look on both their faces made me feel even shitter. Even though I shouldn't, I couldn't help but blame myself. Then Tyler showed up.

"My wife could get fired because you can't keep your dick in your pants?" Tyler yelled, too loudly for public while in his police uniform.

"She's not going to get fired," I assured him. Jess gave me a reassuring half-smile.

"If she does then she can come be my assistant," Dylan chimed in.

Tyler, Joe and I all told him to shut his mouth.

"What? I need one, and Jess, I'll pay you double whatever that jackass's firm is paying you,
and
give you all the time off you need for the girls."

Her eyes widened and Joe groaned. "Quit trying to steal my assistant."

"Quit waving your goddamn money around," I told him, maybe a little harsher than I should have. It sucked that he'd never had to worry about keeping a job and paying bills. And maybe I was a little jealous that my life had never been that easy. In fact, I bet Lacy's dad wouldn't have minded a bit if she'd been screwing Dylan instead of me in public.   

"Hell no!" Tyler yelled at Dylan. "She's not working for you, dickhead. Don't think I've forgotten about that naked lap dance where your cock 'accidentally' ended up in her while the two of us were dating."

Jess's face turned red at the memory and so did Dylan's. Joe choked on his beer, hearing that particular story for the first time. 

I couldn't help but smile at the incident, which I'd been a very happy witness to.

"Wipe that smile off your fucking face and stop thinking about my wife naked," Tyler barked at me. Damn he was on edge today.

"Jess, do us all a favor. Get your man off a few times so he'll calm the hell down," I told her. She giggled while Tyler glared icy blue daggers at me.  

"Speaking of getting off, what happened last night, Will?" Dylan asked with a smirk.

"Ooh ooh, let me tell it!" Joe was all too eager to jump in. "The cop said he heard a woman's screams halfway across the parking lot and approached the vehicle to investigate. When he reached the truck he saw a topless woman," he cleared his throat and said in a deep, mocking tone, "bouncing up and down on a man's lap."

Now my face was red.

"Damn, Will!" Dylan laughed. "Don’t you know you're supposed to cover her mouth? Well, unless your girl's an exhibitionist too, and in that case-"

"Shut the fuck up," I told him, not wanting to hear about what he and my sister did together.

"I find that all very hard to believe,” Tyler said. "Who was the cop?"

"C.B. Wright. You know him?" Joe asked.

"He's an older guy, sort of a jerk. I'll ask him what
actually
happened," Tyler said.

"I swear, that's the story he told," Joe responded. "And I'm pretty sure he watched until they finished."